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Daeron watched the cloud silently for a few moments. "In all my years, I've never seen a cloud down here," he murmured at length. "And you're right, it's not a sandstorm cloud."

"Rain," Iorlas nodded. "It rains off and on by the coast, but we're so far away from the coast here that it's highly improbable that the cloud will reach this far. It will probably die out before getting halfway here."

She smiled and touched Daeron lightly on the arm to get his attention back again. "Come. Forget about the cloud. It's one cloud, miles and miles away."

Daeron chuckled. "Yes, one distant cloud. Miyuki, keep Eevee close. The roads tend to be busier once morning is over."

He put one arm around Iorlas's waist and started off down the street towards the jewelry shop.

As Daeron had predicted, the streets were a bit denser now, so it took them a bit longer to reach the jewelry shop than it might otherwise have taken. When they entered the shop, there were a few other customers in there as well. Iorlas let go of Daeron's arm immediately and made her way to look at some of the gold pieces.

Daeron smiled to himself and let her wander off. He didn't question her need to ogle shiny objects. It was just a part of her, and he accepted it like he accepted everything else about her.

A few of the customers in the shop gave Miyuki and her Eevee a curious glance, but since many of them had seen Miyuki before, or knew of their prince's odd family, no one stared too long or too openly.

"See anything you like?" Daeron asked Miyuki softly, though his eyes were on his wife.

"Yeah, I'm not much for jewelry, either," Daeron admitted. "But Iorlas loves to look, and who am I to deny her that simple pleasure? Normally I'd chat with Aranhil, but it looks as though his father is manning the shop today."

He stretched a bit. He was getting a bit stiff. Perhaps when they returned to the castle, he would visit his uncle for a good spar.

"And we haven't seen your parents anywhere in the city," he remarked. "I wonder if they're back at the castle already."

"They definitely weren't in the courtyard earlier when you found us," Daeron shook his head. "Up the mountain, maybe. I can see your father doing that. He always talks about visiting Uncle Eldrin and sparring with him."

It wouldn't surprise Daeron if Earendil went up the mountain first thing every morning, as he'd used to.

He grinned. "I should see if Earendil is up for a good spar sometime. I don't think I've ever sparred with him."

Of course, their level of experience was different - Daeron had far more blood on his hands than his younger brother did - so it would be an interesting match up.

Daeron laughed. "I do. I don't expect you to understand, I know how much you dislike fighting."

He grinned at her. "Tell me. What do you like to do?"

He'd traveled with Miyuki, yes, but he had never really spent time with her when she had a choice of what she wanted to do. Shiro liked to work, Kaito liked to sleep, Andarien liked gears ... what did Miyuki like? He was surprised when he realized that he really didn't know.

Daeron chuckled softly. "Then I suppose that coming back to the same places over and over isn't very interesting to you," he mused. "You must really be looking forward to traveling again, because I really can't see how you would do something like that here."

It was no wonder she didn't care that her family didn't stay for long periods of time in the same place, if she was always looking for different things.